Man made the gun a sado-sexual machineIt's slaughter brings you to your kneesMan made the gunWho is the person that is holding on?What's in his mind, where is he looking from?Isn't he the one we should be gazing on, contemplating on?

'Cause man made the gunMan shapes the son

Man made the gunWhile there is evil in this worldWe try to save our boys and girlsMan made the bombThat doesn't mean that we should turn them onOr ever yearn him on